For trillions of years and a few generations at least, my family has been going to Foo's Ho Ho in Chinatown, Vancouver. My parents still go there before B.C. Lions football games with a bunch of friends (yes, my parents have Lions season tickets!!) Foo's Ho Ho is the type of spot that sells your classic "Chinese-Canadian" style dishes-- sweet and sour pork, lemon chicken, all deep fried with a slop of thick, brightly colored sauces, but you can also get some crazier dishes, and more strictly Chinesey dishes. Or special dishes, such as the pre-order only mayonaise-drenched Peking duck salad with lychee and maraschino cherries.
The atmosphere screams painfully for a restaurant makeover-- dismally painted walls, fluorescent lighting, plastic water jugs, glasses for your hot tea, rickety old tables and seats-peeling chairs. But they keep on truckin' the way they are, they ain't gonna change, and why bother? Restaurants like this need to exist, trapped in time and still servin'. Pass me the Li Mon Gai please!!
Go Ho Ho go!
The atmosphere screams painfully for a restaurant makeover-- dismally painted walls, fluorescent lighting, plastic water jugs, glasses for your hot tea, rickety old tables and seats-peeling chairs. But they keep on truckin' the way they are, they ain't gonna change, and why bother? Restaurants like this need to exist, trapped in time and still servin'. Pass me the Li Mon Gai please!!
Go Ho Ho go!
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